You are not the Rick Mofo? Very sorry, please give us your mother’s maiden name, the street you grew up on, and your estimate of the airspeed velocity of an African swallow carrying a coconut.
Sorry, but these facilities aren’t unheard of. The Saudis have a couple in Texas. Maybe other spots. So do the Germans. Probably “Foreign Military Sales partners” have them, too. They do have the feel of foreign base, though.
"Note the fascinating way the author repeats this specific phrase throughout the novel, pointedly utilizing repetition to symbolize his inability to think of another way to phrase it"
